Napoleonic & ECW wargaming, with a load of old Hooptedoodle on this & that
Friday, 8 July 2016
Hooptedoodle #226 - New Star on the Farm
Not exactly wildlife, and not ours anyway, but there is a new foal on the farm, who is going down very well with the Saturday morning horse ladies, and is becoming a bit of a tourist attraction.
Just a couple of weeks old - this shot is taken about 30 feet from our front garden, so I guess he's a neighbour. Something of a reluctant photographer's model, since he likes to scratch his nose on a fence post, but you get the idea.
Everyone say, "aahhh!".
Tuesday, 5 July 2016
Hooptedoodle #225 – The Joy of Private Euphemisms
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| A couple of lempules? |
Long ago, when we were kids, my cousin Dave
and I used to amuse ourselves by inventing our own words for things; I’m sure
that most children do this. Apart from the thrill of being able to
persuade ourselves that we were operating in an excitingly secretive manner –
like spies, with coded messages, Dave would claim – it was interesting to study
the reactions of people who were not privy to our silly little game. Dave was
much better at it than I was – he gained lasting fame at his school when he was
given a detention for calling one of the prefects a lempule. As far as I am aware, this particular effort has no accepted
meaning at all, unlike some of his less successful inventions, but the prefect
took exception to it and punished him. Since he could not bring himself to
write (or spell?) the dreadful word – maybe scared that somehow he would be
tainted forever by association – the prefect simply wrote in the detention
book, “Insolent behaviour and abusive language”. It’s easy, isn’t it? – there
are situations in which, whatever you do, it will be interpreted in the worst
way possible. People will hurt their own feelings to save you the trouble. This
particular lempule, by the way, went on to become Bishop of Dunwich, which just
goes to prove something or other.
Some of our private vocabulary, I regret to
say, accidentally turned out already to exist in the sensible world, occasionally
with unfortunate consequences, and one or two of our alternative terms of abuse
(such as a favourite of mine, twonker)
I find are now in fairly general use. I don’t think we can claim copyright or
anything – personally, I blame the Internet. We used to come up with new words
– especially descriptions of people we disliked, and we would work on them –
perfect them, gradually and with great precision, until they were just right –
and we would laugh until we ached.
My family, and a few of my former workmates, have made extensive use over the years of “That’s nice”, as a euphemism for the
worst, most contemptuous put-down imagineable. This is the art in it’s highest
form; the future bishop must have realised that the description of him was not intended to be favourable – the context and (probably)
the construction make it obvious. It is interesting to surmise that he maybe just
assumed the word was a reference to some personal shortcoming of which he was
already aware. On the other hand, no one is going to take offence at a mere,
limp pleasantry, which is harmless enough, if a little soppy (or fembrous, as Dave and I used to say).
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| Fembrous |
In an idle sort of way, I wondered if
anyone has any favourite family or personal euphemisms of this type which they
have found useful? The trick is to have an armoury of words which sound
harmless, but which are full of wicked intent in the ears of those who know. I’m
always on the lookout for good ones.
Late Edit...
It's off-topic, but the idea of meaningless words reminds me of of one my greatest personal heroes...
Ah yes - basic Engly Twenty Fido - remarkibold!
Late Edit...
It's off-topic, but the idea of meaningless words reminds me of of one my greatest personal heroes...
Ah yes - basic Engly Twenty Fido - remarkibold!
Friday, 1 July 2016
A Useful Bit of Nostalgia
A couple of weeks ago I bought this on eBay. It was just a whimsical rush of blood to the nostalgia gland, I guess, but I used to have one of these when I was a lad.
I hasten to add that the item was already pretty old when I had it. A great many of my boyhood outings to football matches and motor races, cycling trips and journeys to Preston with Cousin Dave to spot Ribble buses involved one of these - ideal for carrying a plastic mac, a package of pilchard sandwiches (in red, gingham greaseproof paper, borrowed from a sliced loaf), and a map in the front pocket.
It is, of course, a Mark VII gas-mask bag, dating from 1942, as issued to civilians (and the Home Guard, I think). The ones for sale on eBay are original, but new (if that makes sense), stored since the war, just in case. Oh no - it didn't come with a gas-mask - that would be silly.
If it's a fake, please don't bother to tell me - I'm quite happy with it. Apart from a pleasing nostalgia value and a kind of lowbrow utilitarian appeal, it will be a useful conversation piece if we now get endless re-runs of Dad's Army on British TV.
Anyway - there you go - it doesn't take a lot to make me happy. I'll have to see if I can get pilchards online.
Completely Separate Topic
I was intrigued by this picture from the 1920s of a social day out for a local branch of the Klu Klux Klan. It may be a fake - I have no idea, but it is an image which will stay with me for a while...
Wednesday, 29 June 2016
Hooptedoodle #224 - Donkey Award - The Donkey
Guido Fawkes is most famous for failing to
do whatever it was he was planning to do back in 1605 (there is still some debate
about just what he and his chums intended), but it is pretty certain that if he had succeeded he would have had the sense and the good taste to refrain from
turning up at Westminster a few days later to gloat.
I was determined to avoid a rant about
Europe – it’s a fait accompli now (foreign expression meaning “done deal”), so
we must make the best of it. However, this Farage chappie takes the biscuit
(foreign-derived word meaning “cookie”). Having had the effrontery to turn up
in Brussels yesterday (a rare enough event – he has the second-lowest
attendance record of all active MEPs), this sneering, shape-shifting hypocrite
saw fit to accuse his colleagues in the European Parliament of never having had
real jobs. I am aware that he was once a commodities trader, but I understand that of late he has mostly been a professional politician – certainly since 1999.
It would be interesting to know, in light
of his minimal commitment and his constant hostility to the institution, just
who has paid for his involvement in the European Parliament, how much he has
pocketed and what we have all gained from the experience – apart from a lot of
collective embarrassment, and the polishing of the ultimate, nightmare English
stereotype, to our eternal glory.
Perhaps he could give us all a break now,
and disappear into deserved obscurity? – or maybe he could appear on top of the
odd bonfire from time to time?
Tuesday, 28 June 2016
Testing Day - some gratuitous photos
After Goya and his Austrians had gone home on Saturday, it occurred to me that I should keep the boards out, and set up some soldiers for some rule testing.
The particular things I'm testing at the moment are the continuing prototype of my "brigade activation" tweak, which enables groups of units to be ordered at one go, and the use of bodies of converged light infantry/voltigeurs as Commands & Colors-style light infantry (i.e. a representation of skirmish-order troops in a grand tactical game format).
I set up a couple of armies - far too many soldiers for the table (I had intended to add the table extension, but the extra folding support table turned out to be unavailable) - but it looked so good that I took some pictures. There's no battle narrative, or anything - the playing I did subsequently was just a series of situations to see how the rules work.
When I was in Bath recently I was asked how many Napoleonic soldiers I have and - of course - I have no idea at all. This is probably explained by my lack of focus rather than any suggestion that the number is very large. On Saturday, the conversation briefly turned to how big a battle I could stage, given the space and a big enough table - again, I had to admit that I didn't know, though I do know that I have 60-odd French battalions, if you include the Confederation chaps, the Italians, King Joseph's Spaniards and all that. It got me thinking - it might be worthwhile to set something up sometime - even if it just proves it can't be done, it might be fun finding out! It would require some joinery work and a lot of painting, and I'd have to borrow one of the farm's sheds - hmmm....
So - no story line here - no excuse for the self-indulgent pictures. Ian mentioned that he rarely saw my Brits these days, so there are some here. This set up (on the standard size, 13 x 9 hex C&C table) involves 2 divisions of French, attacking one-division-plus-an-extra-brigade of Brits. I think I have 6 French infantry divisions in total, so that gives some idea of the potential scale of a bigger, wider battle. I'll think about it. If you like this sort of thing, you can play spot-the-figure-manufacturer - nothing very exotic, I think.
The testing? - oh yes - still some more work needed - especially for the skirmishers...
The particular things I'm testing at the moment are the continuing prototype of my "brigade activation" tweak, which enables groups of units to be ordered at one go, and the use of bodies of converged light infantry/voltigeurs as Commands & Colors-style light infantry (i.e. a representation of skirmish-order troops in a grand tactical game format).
I set up a couple of armies - far too many soldiers for the table (I had intended to add the table extension, but the extra folding support table turned out to be unavailable) - but it looked so good that I took some pictures. There's no battle narrative, or anything - the playing I did subsequently was just a series of situations to see how the rules work.
When I was in Bath recently I was asked how many Napoleonic soldiers I have and - of course - I have no idea at all. This is probably explained by my lack of focus rather than any suggestion that the number is very large. On Saturday, the conversation briefly turned to how big a battle I could stage, given the space and a big enough table - again, I had to admit that I didn't know, though I do know that I have 60-odd French battalions, if you include the Confederation chaps, the Italians, King Joseph's Spaniards and all that. It got me thinking - it might be worthwhile to set something up sometime - even if it just proves it can't be done, it might be fun finding out! It would require some joinery work and a lot of painting, and I'd have to borrow one of the farm's sheds - hmmm....
So - no story line here - no excuse for the self-indulgent pictures. Ian mentioned that he rarely saw my Brits these days, so there are some here. This set up (on the standard size, 13 x 9 hex C&C table) involves 2 divisions of French, attacking one-division-plus-an-extra-brigade of Brits. I think I have 6 French infantry divisions in total, so that gives some idea of the potential scale of a bigger, wider battle. I'll think about it. If you like this sort of thing, you can play spot-the-figure-manufacturer - nothing very exotic, I think.
The testing? - oh yes - still some more work needed - especially for the skirmishers...
| French attacking from the right - 1st and 2nd Divisions of the Armée de Portugal, circa May 1812 |
| Here are some Brits - Wheatley's Brigade of 1st Division |
| ...and some welcome European immigrants - Von Löwe's KGL brigade, with Colin Halkett's German Light Brigade beyond... |
| ...and two enormous battalions of Foot Guards on the left, with the heavy cavalry - yes - that is the Scots Greys on the end, casually dropped in from Ireland for the day |
| Some of the converged skirmish units - here are some companies of the 5/60th Rifles in a village |
| ...and the opposition - combined voltigeurs of Barbot's brigade of the French 2nd Division |
| The stream in the foreground was last seen some 160 years earlier, near Sunderland! |
| Mostly Garrisons and Les Higgins, I think - note the coloured cubes to denote the brigade structure |
Sunday, 26 June 2016
The Defence of Bassaro, December 1813
Yesterday I had a visitor here at the
Chateau. My good friend Goya came, to give his Austrian army a first run out,
and we took the opportunity to try the Commands & Colors Expansion #5, Generals, Marshals and Tacticians, with
its amended set of Command cards, which has been sitting undisturbed since it
arrived some months ago.
I have never been involved in a miniatures
game involving Austrians at any time since I started wargaming 200 years ago,
so I put a lot of thought into drawing up a scenario, such as would grace the
auspicious occasion. Since the Austrian force, though growing quickly, is still
rather small for one side of a C&CN game, we chose a format where the Kaiserlichs would be defending a strong
position against a considerably larger French force, and we chose Eugène
Beauharnais’ campaign in Northern Italy in 1813-14. This is suitable for Goya’s
late-war uniforms, and it meant that we could use my Spanish/Italian buildings without too much embarrassment.
Research revealed that, apart from Dr GF
Nafziger’s invaluable volume on this campaign, there is almost nothing in the
English-language history books. David Chandler glides seamlessly from
Leipzig/Hanau to Brienne, F Loraine Petre includes a single paragraph (to the
effect that Eugène was pretty much banished to the Army of Italy because the
Emperor had “had enough of his stepson’s incapacity”), and the Elting &
Esposito atlas has an arrow pointing off the main map of 1813, indicating that
Eugène was over here somewhere, facing the Austrians. The reason? – quite
simple; neither Napoleon nor Wellington was present, so who could be
interested?
I found some Austrian sources in Google
Books, but overall was surprised at the paucity of material. I finished up with
an action at the mythical village of Bassaro, not far from Ferrara (or possibly
somewhere else), which apparently commanded a couple of important crossings
over the River Adige. The timing, the location and the personnel are not
dissimilar to the action around Castagnaro, so there is a rough whiff of
authenticity about some of what we were doing. Thank you, yet again, Dr
Nafziger.
So Goya’s Austrians were installed in
Bassaro and its environs – there were some very important-looking generals
present, one of whom had a passing resemblance to Archduke Charles, but they
were there only as observers – the Austrian commander on the field was
Generalmajor Sutterheim, assisted by Generals Stahremberg, Eckhardt and Wrede
(no – not the Bavarian). They had available the 9th Jäger Regt, the Gradiscaner Grenzer Regt, the infantry regiments Kerpen, Bianchi and Jellachich, the Grenadier battalions Purcell and Welsperg and two 6pdr foot batteries, supported by the Radetzky Hussars and the Dragoon
regiments Savoy and Hohenlohe – that’s a total of 7
battalions (two of which were light infantry), 3 cavalry units and 2 artillery.
Austrians have a few national
characteristics in C&CN. The line infantry battalions are big – 5 blocks –
and have the unique ability to adopt a
solid square formation (Bataillonmasse) against cavalry, which behaves like a
normal square as far as the rules are concerned, but does not require a Command
card to be held hostage on the Square Tracker. The line infantry and the
Grenzers suffer double retreats if things go against them, otherwise things are
pretty much standard C&CN – troops firing on the move have the half-effect
rounded down, and there are the usual advantages for light troops and
grenadiers.
Their opposition for the day came from the
Division of General Marcognet, who had the French infantry brigades of De
Conchy and Jeanin (both names familiar to me, as these were distinguished battalion
commanders from the Peninsula) and the Italian brigade of St Paul (another old
friend), with, between them, a total of 14 battalions, of which 4 were lights,
and there was also a cavalry brigade comprising 2 French regiments of Chasseurs
à Cheval and some Italian dragoons, and an Italian foot battery and a French
horse battery.
I, of course, was Marcognet, since it was only
right that Goya should command his shiny new army. Scenario specifics were that
each commander had 5 Command cards and an initial hand of 3 Tactician cards,
and that 7 Victory Points would decide the day. There were extra VPs available to
the French for each village hex they occupied, and for each of the bridge and
the 2 fords which they held. If things became too difficult to hold the
position, the Austrians’ only retreat was over the river by this same bridge or
the fords (the river being otherwise out of bounds), and they could reduce the
French VP holding by 1 for every 2 units or leaders they retreated off the
table – such units and leaders could not return, but they would not count as
VPs for the French. The only other rule of the day was that any unit which
spent an entire move on the road – starting and ending their move upon it, and
not involved in any combat – could have an extra hex of movement. In the event
neither the road nor the extra VP rules came into play.
To set up, the Austrian commander could
place his units anywhere in his half of the table (including the centre line).
Having seen the initial defensive position, the French commander could place his
entire army within 3 hexes of his baseline – for both armies, leaders could be
placed with units if desired. Thereafter, the Austrians could move 3 units or
leaders, the French could then move 2, and – finally – the Austrians could move 1 –
still restricted to their own half. At that point, we dealt the cards, and the
French started the first turn.
My plan, such as it was, given my big
superiority in infantry and the cover provided by the central ridge, was to
march my main force over the ridge in as much mass as I could manage, overrun the
batteries, punch through to the west (my left) of the village and attack the
fords. Meanwhile, the French light infantry would advance through the woods to
demonstrate against the bridge. The Italians and the cavalry were in reserve on my left, the
intention being that they would pile into the attack on the fords as support
for the main attack.
The tricky bit was making the extra numbers
pay off before I lost enough troops to fulfill the Austrian victory
requirements. It was obviously going to be messy, but it seemed possible. A quick mass advance in the centre, shielded
from artillery by the ridge, started things off well, but after that it got
progressively more disastrous.
First thing is, these big Austrian line
battalions have a lot of firepower, and the double retreats never counted for
anything, since I didn’t manage to dislodge anybody. Beyond that difficulty,
it’s all down to me. The advance in the centre was delayed by lack of suitable
cards, true, but also because I had been too cautious with the deployment of my
general officers – if I had been braver, and attached them to the leading
units, a couple of cards turned up which would have used their
presence to speed up my attack. I also made a mess of the placement of my light
infantry, so that the attack through the woods made very little progress – I
wasted a lot of time trying to pull battered units out of the way so that they
could be replaced by fresh ones, and it all took too long – the bridge was
never threatened. When the main attack did reach the central ridge it was
disjointed and had little cohesion, the Austrian infantry were ready and used
bonus cards well to maximise their fire effect.
Elsewhere – on my left – the Italians were
a poor relation, since I could never spare enough orders to get them properly involved.
My cavalry was outmatched by the Austrian heavies (my Italian dragoons melted
away like snowballs in Hades) and, as a result of a stupid miscalculation of
move distances for the cavalry, an otherwise inspired pincer attack with my
mounted troops failed dismally and also cost me the Italian artillery.
Drat.
In the end, I just ran out of men – the
Austrians achieved their 7 VPs and the day was lost – I still had enough troops left to threaten the village, but it had all been too slow, and I had
not managed to hold the line together well enough for the units to provide the
mutual support which is necessary to stop them falling back.
A most enjoyable day – my compliments and
thanks to my noble opponent, not least for driving an hour and a half out here to
the Front of Beyond with his precious troops. After a fairly slow start we did,
in fact, get the bloodbath I feared we might. The lesson was familiar, but
clear – attacking in Commands & Colors is a challenge, especially if you
are timid with your positioning of leaders, and if the cards refuse to
co-operate with your Grand Scheme.
Great fun!
| The battlefield, viewed from the northern (Austrian) side - the village of Bassaro nestles in a bend of the River Adige - the fords can be seen on the table edge |
| Things get under way - French on the left, Austrian Jägers in the woods near the bridge |
| French left - the cavalry promised little and delivered less, though the brigadier led a charmed life, and they managed to leave the Italian battery exposed with predictable results |
| Sutterheim sorts out his defence |
| Marcognet makes heavy weather of his advance at the far end, while the Italians and the cavalry wait for their moment at this end |
| As the Command cards played out, a couple of general officers with the French advance would really have got things going much quicker - oh well... |
| Grenzers in the woods - they had a fine view of the cavalry proceedings, but otherwise were not called upon to do very much |
| At this point, Marcognet's attack was already going badly - the single unit on the ridge should have been four units all supporting each other - there will be questions asked... |
| This looks like a lot of troops, but the boys with all the casualty markers are being withdrawn |
| This photo captures a point at which the main, central attack has started to fizzle out, and the cavalry scrap is about to start |
| ...and here it begins, with the French horse outmatched and in any case unable to combine properly |
| So much for the cavalry - Marcognet has one last push in the centre... |
| ...but the Kaiserlichs are ready, and Victory Points are mounting up! |
| Another view of the end of the day |
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